Whispers echo through her ear
Resonating through her head
A sound of myriad voices
In hushed tones with heavy breaths
Her lips are moist her eyes closed
Her heart rate hits faster beats
She struggles to contain and stifle the sounds
That give away she’s going over the brink
These whispers arethoughts running wild
And take her to places she’s never been
She is not quite sure where They come from
But they create technicolour dreams
Of images or discovery and visions
Of some most extrodinary scenes
Her breathing like that in her head now
Has started commanding everything
As she writhes in herbed tangled in her sheets
She continues on with the whispers and dreams
Unable to control or even stop them
Damp now is the state of her sheets
As perspiration and wetness she’s emitting
Is taking onto a voyage of discovery
It’s giving her feelings and sensations
That she could never have believed
The whispers are subtle and enticing
And instilling within her new beliefs
That there is so much more to her being
Then she could have truly ever believed.
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